It's not over yet.
Back at the racecourse, as the sun set, Smarties and eight sled dogs were playing near the racecourse, looking harmonious.
Zhang Jing found Milika and her father, Lao Daijin, at the door of the sundries warehouse behind the stable.
The old man was wearing old jeans and a brown jacket. He hadn't seen him for a while. Not only did he not age, but he looked energetic.
"Long time no see." Zhang Jing greeted him, thinking to get rid of the trouble, he deliberately asked him, "Are you planning to take Susan away?"
"I'm afraid it's not possible yet." Because of his age, Lao Dai's crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were so deep that they could pinch his grave. "The trouble hasn't been solved yet."
Zhang Jing didn't want to say bad words in front of Milika, so he took Lao Daijin aside.
"This is not a charity!" Zhang Jing gritted his teeth, "Just forty minutes ago, Nick Taukas and his people stopped my pickup truck; if a police car hadn't happened to pass by, I might have received a box lunch!"
"This situation will not last long," Lao Daijin explained with a bitter expression, "I have called my old brother, and the trouble will be eliminated soon."
Zhang Jing was unhappy, "Why do you look so relaxed?"
"Dealing with Nick Taukas requires two kinds of expensive equipment, which costs about 600,000 meters."
Ha ha!
Zhang Jingqi was happy and said in a mocking tone: "Do I owe you love, or do I owe you money?"
"I owe you a favor," Lao Daijin said with a sad expression, "There is a high probability that there will be no chance of repaying the six hundred thousand yuan in this life; in exchange, I promise to do one thing for you without any bottom line."
"No bottom line?" Zhang Jing asked in surprise, "Including killing people?"
"Including!" Dai Jin replied affirmatively.
Different from the normal way of thinking, under normal circumstances, this kind of commitment must be reserved for critical moments.
But Zhang Jing doesn't think so. He doesn't believe that Dai Jin will keep his promise, nor does he believe that anyone will keep his promise.
The best way is to use up your commitment in advance.
Don't scold me, Zhang Jing is the kind of person who can only see sesame seeds but not watermelons. He has always been like this.
With his brain spinning rapidly, Zhang Jing realized that he was so popular that he had no bitterness or hatred against his enemies.
After much deliberation, only Qu Xiaoqing was the most annoying. He was so irritating with his foul mouth and mean hands.
Kill her?
Just kidding, no offense.
There is also that Japanese man with a face like a horse. He is very hostile to him. He deliberately caused trouble at several warehouse auctions. Should he be killed?
With this thought in his mind, Zhang Jing asked Lao Daijin, "Give me your phone."
Reed Daijin complied and handed the phone to Zhang Jing.
After confirming that there was no recording and that there was no recording or video recording equipment on Old Dai Jin, Zhang Jing went straight to the topic.
"Kill Martha Blake. She is a celebrity and often appears on TV. After she is killed, you go to Xiangjiang within seven days to get the money, cash. From now on, we will not owe each other."
"It feels like you are very skilled." Lao Daijin was puzzled.
"Don't want to get into trouble."
"What are you afraid of being alone?" Lao Daijin turned around and looked at his daughter Milica with an affectionate look, "I should be careful."
Zhang Jinghehe.
Recalling the time when I was picking up treasures in Western Xinjiang, a group of seven people were walking in a shallow river valley with towering towers on both sides. Suddenly there was a flood in the upper reaches. They couldn't escape the flood, and four of them were swept away.
Including Zhang Jing, the remaining three people lay on the steep bank more than ten meters high, struggling to wait for rescue.
There is a risk of losing one's life when picking up treasures, and the risk of hiring a murderer to kill is even greater. How could Zhang Jing be careless?
"How come you become enemies with celebrities?" Lao Daijin asked curiously.
"I do not know her."
"Then why kill?"
"No reason, I just don't want to waste your promise."
Dai Jin had the urge to vomit blood. A normal person would think, wouldn't such a major commitment be reserved for critical moments?
Killing strangers also made Dai Jin feel that Zhang Jing had unconstrained ideas, but he had money and he could really do whatever he wanted.
After chatting some more details, saying goodbye to his daughter Milica, Lao Daijin left the racecourse before dark.
After seeing Old Dai Jin off, Zhang Jing had no conscience, no fear, and no guilt for killing a stranger.
The reason is that if Martha Black is killed, it must be Qu Xiaoqing's fault.
Because Qu Xiaoqing likes to watch TV, Zhang Jing accidentally met Martha Black on TV, an old woman with a red neck and a mouth full of feces.
Her political views are hateful to Asians, especially Dragonites.
Very despicable, shameless, dirty and ugly.
Not only was there no pressure, Zhang Jing was actually happy. He opened a bottle of expensive champagne to celebrate in advance.
On the other side, Dateji Ming never expected that he had just wandered around the gate of hell and was almost targeted by Zhang Jing.
In the evening, he went to his favorite izakaya as usual and entered a private room.
He is 31 years old, 1.7 meters tall and weighs 70 kilograms. He is a loyal dog-legger who bows down for life. Shibazaki follows Dateji Narumi and respectfully closes the door.
"What has Zhang Jing been busy with recently?" Dateji Ming went straight to the upper tatami and sat down.
"Horse racing, and even on TV, it's very beautiful to watch."
“Did he have a good racing record?”
"An outstanding performance."
Dateji Naru asked unhappily, "How much does it cost to buy a good racecourse?"
"Huh?" Shibazaki thought quickly, "About ten million meters."
"Japanese Yuan?"
"Dollar."
Date Jiannaru's body ached slightly, and he ordered: "With a budget of 10 million yuan, we will acquire a horse farm with good conditions. Whatever Zhang Jing does, I will snipe at him!"
Shibazaki's liver aches must be because this is the evil Shaoyanei in ancient times.
After driving Shibasaki away, Dateji Naru recruited two plump girls, one black and one white, to officially start his rich nightlife.
....
Date Temple was happy, so was Zhang Jing, but Lao Daijin had a headache.
At first he didn't know why Zhang Jing wanted to kill an unknown old woman, but he found out after checking the information.
Martha Black is a white leftist. Not only is she a white leftist, but the entire state of Tennessee is. Look at the racial composition shown in public information.
79.2% white, 16.5% African American, 2.2% Hispanic, 1.0% Native Indian, 1.1% mixed race, 0.3% Asian.
With such a special racial social structure, as long as you are anti-Asian to the death and artificially create conflicts, it will be very helpful to win votes.
Direct flight to Nashville, the capital of Tennessee.
After waiting for more than ten minutes in a park full of needles, Dai Jin waited for two companions.
They are all in their fifties, with bulging bellies, and they all look fat.
It was like an ordinary old man chatting, the three of them sat together, and Dai Jin introduced the mission objectives.
"It's only six hundred thousand. I think robbing a bank is more reliable."
"Shannom, this is not the 1990s. Both banks and cash transport trucks are no longer lambs." Dai Jin reminded.
Shannom is pronounced like 'Shannon' or 'Shannon', and its meaning is very impressive, symbolizing liveliness and cuteness of little girls, but it is a very popular name for boys.
Shannon's great-grandfather was named Shannon, hence his name.
In fact, this is an old man with a bald head, a thick waist, greasy clothes, and starched jeans, which has nothing to do with cuteness.
"It's definitely easier to kill someone than to rob a bank," another old man added. "The old method is to squat first and step in later."
"Rolando is right," Dai Jin agreed, "This is no small matter. I would rather be more stable."
Rolando is also in his fifties, a little greasy, and his name also has a meaningful meaning: he is popular and well-known in the neighborhood.
In fact, his situation is similar to Dai Jin and Shannon, that is, he is not popular, let alone the so-called "famous".
Then the three people began to plan the implementation method.
Public information can be found where Martha Black works. Outside the state government office building is a six-lane highway running east to west.
Because the risk of tracking was high, the three used the squatting method to first determine the direction in which Martha Blake left the state government building.
Then make sure Martha Black turns from that intersection. She often goes there to drink coffee.
To put it simply, just wait and see, and use the stupidest method to lock in the trajectory of Martha Blake's life and work.
Then look for opportunities to kill people. This process will not be fast and requires careful and patient work.
Of course, good luck cannot be ruled out.
Dai Jin was particularly lucky this time. Under normal circumstances, Martha Black would be followed by bodyguards.
Four days later, by chance, Dai Jin discovered that Martha Blake left her bodyguard alone and drove for half an hour alone into an open middle-class community surrounded by mountains.
The scenery here is picturesque, with villas of different styles hidden behind the big trees. Dai Jin found Martha Blake's white Cadillac in the front yard of a house.
After hesitating for four or five seconds, Dai Jin first informed his two old friends, then parked the car on the side of the road, climbed over the wall and entered the villa yard.
Three or four minutes later, Dai Jin followed the wall of the villa and came to the back corridor.
Here you can see the inside of the living room through the window. Dai Jin took a quick peek inside and then hid behind the wall.
Dai Jin, who was leaning against the wall, blinked in disbelief. What did he just see?
Not missing the opportunity, Dai Jin took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera and gently reached out, aiming it at the house.
Martha Black, who is in her sixties, is doing a striptease like a prostitute. A bodybuilder version of a handsome African-American man is naked, sitting on the sofa and moving up and down manually.
After filming for more than 40 seconds, Dai Jin sent the video to Zhang Jing with a postscript: 'This is Martha Black herself. Is it worth 600,000? Do you still want to kill people? '
Zhang Jing was masturbating his horse and was shocked after watching the video.
He decisively replied to Dai Jin, "It's worth it. No need to kill people. Give it to me exclusively. If there are more videos, you will get more rewards." '
Without further ado, Dai Jin then sent more, more exciting and eye-catching videos to Zhang Jing.
Twenty minutes later, Dai Jin returned to the car. He did not expect that this mission would be so easy. It felt like a dream.
With a laugh, Dai Jin started the car and left, going directly to the airport to get money in Xiangjiang.
Zhang Jing received three videos before and after, the first one was 43 seconds, the second one was 94 seconds, and the third one was 332 seconds, high-definition video, shot in two directions.
Those two lumps were soft and looked... unappetizing.
The handsome young African-American guy seemed to be a professional, and he didn't dislike him at all. Martha Black's screams from behind were very exciting.
Looking at the video in his hand, Zhang Jing decided to sell it at a good price, at least to recover the cost of 800,000 yuan.
I originally promised to give Lao Daijin 600,000, but I didn't expect that he was so awesome that he turned into a director and made a small movie. Zhang Jing was embarrassed if he was not given 800,000.
Who should I turn to to take action?
There is only one answer, and it is Xu Zehong, associate professor of Xijiang University.
